Inuyasha was sleeping soundly when something awoke him. He slowly opened his eyes to see Kagome sitting by herself on a rock, crying.

"Kagome, what's....what's wrong?" he ask, getting up and running towards her.

"Inuyasha......" she said, hugging him tightly, and letting her tears flow down his shirt. Inuyasha's eyes had bugged out.

"What is it Kagome?"


"You don't have to tell me, if you don't want...." he finally sighed, with his arms still limp by his side.
Kagome was still crying in his arms, so he gently and very slowly started to put his arms around her, not trying to be like Miroku and scare the girl.
He sat on the large rock and quickly pulled the weeping girl into his arms. He didn't know what was wrong, but if someone hurt her, they'd have to pay.

"Kagome, is there anything you can tell me?"

"It's....all my ....fault..." she cried, with her face buried in his cloak.

"It's not, whatever it is, it's not your fault..." he said in a comforting tone, suprising the girl.
She pulled back, and looked into his eyes.

"Inuyasha?" she asked, with a confused look. She seemed like she discovered something new of Inuyasha, and wasn't sure what to do about it.


Kagome leaned in once more, as though to lay her head on his chest, but this time, she kissed him.
Inuyasha's eyes were big at first, but then, kissed her back, as though he put all the love and passion he had in his body into that single kiss.


"Dang it! Not that dream again!" he yelled, suprisingly not waking up anyone else.
"Why do I keep having that dream?!?" he said, jumping up from the rock on which he lay and sprung into the tree to look at the bright morning sun.
'I mean, it's not like I like her! She's a human, why would I like her?!'

"Hmm......Inuyasha? Is that you up there?"

He looked down to see Sango, still wrapped up in her sleeping bag.

"Hai Sango, go back to sleep."

"Hai...." she said, turning over and losing her grip on her boomerang.

Inuyasha sat on the branch, carving away at an apple, or what used to be one. He had been sucked into his thoughts and was killing the poor apple in the process.

"Why do I keep having that dream?!" he asked himself.

To be continued!